Bambi at the Beach, Chapter 2

  • Posted on May 24, 2015 at 2:22 pm

By Naughty Mommy

Just then Bambi saw us coming. She leaped up and ran over, grabbing my hand. “Mommy, come and see what we made!!”

Paige and her teenage sister Gwen stood as we approached. They were both grinning, obviously proud of their sand creation.

“Look!” cried Bambi. “It’s a mermaid!”

It certainly was. A curvy mermaid on her back, her head resting on a stone or something. She had large breasts with prominent nipples. The sculpture was quite well done, even including scales on the tail.

“Isn’t it great?” My daughter jumped up and down again, her tiny bikini barely staying on. “Paige made it for me!”

The 11-year-old beauty dusted sand from her fingers. “Not all by myself. You guys helped a lot.”

“Yeah, I did the tits and the nipples,” exclaimed Bambi. That made everyone laugh.

“And I was assigned to make the scales,” Gwen added, holding up the twig she must have used as a tool. “It was a big job, but I think the results are worth it.”

“That’s really great,” enthused Eve. “You girls are sculptors of the highest order.”

“You wanna go play in the water now?” Bambi asked Gwen. Then she looked at Paige. “You come with us, okay?”

“Okay,” both sisters nodded.

The three girls ran together toward the waves and I felt a stirring in my loins as I followed them with my eyes. Such sweet young bodies, utterly irresistible.

I’d let go of Eve’s arm while we were admiring the sand sculpture, but now I moved closer to her again, putting my arm around her waist. The exposed skin beneath her two-piece suit was soft and warm. “So, what kind of porn do you like best?”

She looked at me with raised eyebrows. “My, you do ask direct questions, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” I grinned, giving her a squeeze.

We sat down on the sand next to the mermaid, and I took her hand, knitting our fingers.

Eve looked down at our joined hands and then answered me. “Um, well, all kinds, I guess. As I said, I’m mostly just curious to see everything, now that I know how much is there and how easy it is to find.”

“So, there’s nothing in particular that turns you on?”

She laughed and rolled her eyes.

“Okay, since you asked, I’ll tell you. When I first started looking at stuff, it was mostly straight, you know, men with women. Oral sex, both ways, and intercourse. Then, after that, I looked at women together, um, lesbians, or fake lesbians anyway, and then groups of women, sometimes with men. I looked at the hardcore kinds of things, like with dildos and strap-ons, but I didn’t like that very much.”

“You’ve run the gamut,” I joked, “except for bestiality. Any horses or dogs in there?”

That made her laugh again. She squeezed my hand. “No, I haven’t gone there yet, and I doubt I will. But if I ever wanted to see it, I imagine it’s out there somewhere.”

“I’m sure it is,” I agreed, then reminded her, “You were going to tell me about the kind of porn that most excites you.”

“Yeah, it’s… well, after a while I discovered that what really turns me on the most is watching women, um, videos of women where they are… pleasing themselves with their fingers. You know, masturbating.”

“You like watching that?”

She nodded, looking down. I could see that she was embarrassed.

Letting go of her hand, I leaned back on my elbows. That had the effect of putting my ample breasts — and my hard nipples — on display. I was wearing a rather skimpy bikini myself, one that concealed almost nothing.

“It’s perfectly natural,” I told her, “to become excited when you watch a beautiful young woman, like they have in those videos, touching herself and having an orgasm. There’s nothing unusual about being aroused by that. I enjoy it too, quite a bit. But mostly I prefer lesbian porn, especially sex between what looks like very young girls.”

Eve glanced down at me. It was right then, I think, when she began to realize I might be attracted not only to her but also to her daughters. She looked at the ocean again, frowning.

Very young girls?” she asked.

“Yes, well, teenagers. You know, 14 or 15 years old. I’m pretty sure they’re all actually 18 or older, to be legal. But I like it when they look young.”

“Huh.”

I didn’t want to scare her away, but I also wanted to make sure she understood my intentions. To make a seduction work, I have learned, you need a balance between tension and relaxation. You have to keep them on the edge.

She was quiet for a while. I got the sense that she was pulling away from me. But I wasn’t too concerned about it for the moment.

I had planted the seeds with Eve, flattering her and beginning to create intimacy. I had her where I wanted her at this point. Plus, of course, I had Bambi working on the other front, with her daughters.

And speaking of Bambi, it was only a moment later that she came running up out of the water toward us. “Mommy, come in and play with us too! Come on!”

She grabbed my hand, pulling me up. I allowed her to. I was looking forward to the opportunity to ‘play’ in the ocean with the other two girls, as well as with my own daughter.

“Okay, but only for a few minutes,” I told Bambi. Then I turned to Eve. “You want to come in too?”

“No, you go ahead,” she smiled. I returned her smile and then left her, knowing she had a lot to think about.

We went out to where the swells were about waist deep for Gwen and for me, a little higher for the younger girls. The waves were light that day and the sun was warm.

I picked up my daughter, lifting her and tossing her into the water. She laughed joyfully. I did the same with Paige, loving the feel of her tight little body beneath my hands.

Gwen played with the girls the same way I did, and I noticed that as she lifted them, her hands often strayed to intimate areas, onto their chests or up the inside of their thighs. I was intrigued to see that the girl took as much interest in touching her own sister that way as she did in touching Bambi. So it should be fairly easy, I thought to myself, to engage Gwen in the kinds of activities my daughter and I are looking for. Her mother will take some doing, though.

Bambi was letting her hands roam over Gwen’s body too, as we played. She rode the girl’s back, and as she held on tightly, her fingers sometimes would brush the teen’s erect nipples. Or she would come up behind her, pretending to try to lift the older girl and throw her in the ocean, but as she wrapped her little arms around Gwen’s legs, they would slide up into her crotch. Gwen squealed and laughed.

I set up a game where the two little girls hugged each other, face to face, arms and legs entwined, wet young bodies sliding together, as Gwen and I lifted them both up from below and held them out of the water. It was naughty and erotic, because Bambi turned it into something like a sexual encounter with Paige, pulling the girl close and humping herself against her.

I repeated the game several times, and the more we played it, the more excited Bambi became. Her blue eyes took on a glazed look that I knew quite well. It spelled sexual arousal. At one point, as Gwen and I had our arms joined under the two girls and were beginning to lift them up, my daughter actually kissed the other girl on the lips.

Paige was obviously surprised. She didn’t do anything, just stared at Bambi.

I laughed and said, “That’s right, my sweet baby, show Paige how much you like her.”

As Bambi kissed her one more time, Gwen’s eye caught mine and an understanding passed between us. Yes, my look said to her, you not-so-innocent teenage lesbian, you and I are interested in the very same thing.

After we’d tossed the girls into the waves one more time, I cemented my new connection with Gwen by reaching under the water and gently caressing her firm round bottom. She gave a yelp and I felt her body shiver, but she made no effort to pull away from me.

We played for a few more minutes, then I said I needed to get out of the sun for a while. They stayed in the water, and I began wading back toward Eve.

Before leaving them, however, I’d shared another look with Gwen, winking at her as I inclined my head toward Bambi, as if to say, you are free now, you have my permission, you may do whatever you want with my daughter. The tall slim 16-year-old took a deep breath and smiled, raising her eyebrows.

I nodded to her, then my gaze went down to her hard nipples, standing out so plainly through the thin wet fabric of her clinging suit. I made it clear to Gwen in the way my eyes devoured her body that I wanted her as well.

As I came up onto the sand and approached Eve, who was sitting where I’d left her, I glanced down at my own clinging suit. My nipples were now even more visible, not only their shape but also their color. I had deliberately chosen a white bikini that would reveal everything once it was wet, including my labia. The bottom was not lined.

When Eve looked up, she seemed momentarily startled by my new appearance, my obvious exhibitionism. Then she recovered her composure. “Did you have fun?” she asked with a smile.

“Yes, we had a great time,” I answered, wringing out my blonde hair with my hands. “But I need to get out of the sun now. Why don’t you come over with me and sit under our beach umbrella? It’s big and there’s plenty of room.”

She hesitated a moment before agreeing. “All right. Let me get my stuff.”

I walked with her up to their towels. She gathered everything together, hers and her daughters’. I carried some of it too, and we went over to the prime spot Bambi and I had occupied since early in the morning.

The part of the beach we were using was private, owned by the hotel. Guests who paid a fee, or who, like me, were treated as VIPs based on the cost of their accommodations, could reserve large areas, staked out for themselves. The umbrella came with the space, along with chairs and a cooler.

“Wow, this is nice,” said Eve. “It sure beats fighting for a tiny spot among the crowd.”

“Sit down,” I invited, “make yourself at home. Here, let me give you a drink.”

I retrieved the thermos from the cooler, along with a clean cold glass, put some ice in the glass, and poured her a tall serving of Long Island iced tea garnished with a slice of lemon.

“Oh, thank you, that looks wonderful.” She took a large gulp, then shook her head to clear it. “Hey, that’s got a kick to it.”

“Yes,” I chuckled, “just enough to make all your worries go away.”

Eve settled back into her chair, enjoying the cooling shade of the umbrella and the cold drink. After a minute, she said, “I’m sorry about, before… if I seemed sort of… judgmental or something. I shouldn’t be that way.”

“It’s all right.”

She turned and smiled at me. “You seem like a woman who has seen a lot of life, Angela, and who really knows who she is and what she wants. I admire that, I really do. I guess I’ve been sort of sheltered in a way, so busy with my job and my kids and everything. I’m not as worldly as you are, and things will sometimes take me by surprise.”

Then she raised her glass. “But now I’m along for the ride. No more judging, let’s just have fun and be friends.”

“I’ll drink to that. Cheers.”

We clinked glasses and drank. Then I moved my chair closer to hers, where the arms were almost touching. We sat quietly, feeling the soft breeze from the water, smelling the ocean air. Eve laid her head back and closed her eyes.

I looked at her body more closely. Her legs were slim and smooth, her toenails painted. Her waist was not really the waist of a teenager’s, and neither was mine, but her stomach was firm. Her arms, nicely tanned, were almost completely hairless. Her breasts did not appear to sag much at all. There were a few lines around her eyes and around the corners of her mouth. She was beginning to look her age, but just barely.

She opened her eyes and saw me studying her. We held each other’s gaze for a moment. Then I leaned toward her, took her chin in my hand, and kissed her lips, tenderly.

Eve did not resist, but the kiss she returned was only tentative. I sat back, smiling at her. I saw a light tremor pass through her.

“Well,” she finally said, “I haven’t been kissed like that for a very long time.”

I rested my head against the back of my chair, closed my eyes, and said, “Maybe too long.”

We sat together, companionably in silence, for another half hour or so. Then I roused myself and looked in my bag to check my watch.

“It’s almost 5:30,” I said. “If we’re going to dinner, we should round up the girls.”

“Okay,” she yawned, stretching and sitting up. “Thanks for sharing this space with me. It’s so nice I almost dozed off.”

“I know,” I chuckled, “it’s very relaxing, with the breeze and everything. Of course, the ‘tea’ helps too.”

Eve grinned, looking at her tall empty glass. “Yes, it does.”

When we located the kids, they were working on another sand sculpture. I couldn’t tell from a distance, but I thought it might have been a large castle, only partially completed.

“Hey, girls,” called Eve, as we approached, “what are you making now?”

“It’s a dragon!” answered Bambi. “A big dragon!”

“Well, it’s going to be, anyway,” said Paige, “but it’s really hard getting all the parts to stay in place. The sand is too soft.”

Gwen stood up, tossing away her twig. “I’m getting tired of making scales.”

“I’m sorry to spoil your fun,” Eve said, “but Angela has offered to take us all to dinner tonight at a nice seafood restaurant. Is anyone hungry?”

“I am!” Bambi sprang to her feet, the dragon forgotten.

“Me too,” said Gwen. “Seafood sounds great.”

Paige got up slowly, sighing.

“What’s the matter, baby?” asked her mother.

The girl was looking ruefully at the lumpy shape that was supposed to be a mythical monster.

“I don’t like leaving it when it’s not done.” She looked up at Eve. “It won’t still be here tomorrow, will it?”

Her mother put an arm around her. “Probably not. Either the waves will take it away or some other kids will come along and mess it up. But it’s all right, you can make something else tomorrow.”

Bambi took Paige’s hand. “I’ll help you too, okay?”

The girl nodded, with only a hint of a smile. She was a moody one, I thought. The typical sensitive artist.

We went to get our things, then walked into the hotel together. We agreed to meet again in the lobby at 6:30 after showering and getting dressed. Bambi and I didn’t have a car (we’d used a limo to get from the airport to the hotel), so we would take Eve’s car to the restaurant. I stopped at the concierge desk and asked them to make our reservation for dinner.

Back in our rooms, my daughter and I stripped off our suits and got in the shower together. We washed each other’s bodies, then dried off. I looked at the crystal clock on the bathroom vanity, then said to Bambi, “Honey, we have time, if you’re quick, for you to lick me before we put our clothes on, okay?”

She nodded happily.

“I really need it. Looking at you and Paige and Gwen all afternoon in your little suits has me all heated up.”

“Okay, Mommy.” Bambi took my hand and led me into the master bedroom. There were two other large bedrooms in our luxury suite, but she and I nearly always slept in the same bed.

I lay back on the cool sheets and my daughter crouched between my legs, spreading my thighs apart. I closed my eyes as she began expertly kissing and licking my pussy, the way I’d taught her when she was only 7 years old. I held my breasts in my hands and pinched my nipples as I felt her slide two little fingers into my wet vagina.

Within a few minutes I was coming. After my first climax, Bambi stayed between my legs and fastened her mouth over my cunt, shoving her tongue deep inside me. My daughter fucked me with her tongue and soon made me come again, this time even harder.

It felt so wonderful to be there with my little girl like that. I could lie in bed with her and make love all day and all night, as we sometimes did. But tonight we had other work to do.

So, I patted her head and kissed her mouth, tasting myself on her lips, and then we got dressed.

Continue on to Chapter 3

 

25 Comments on Bambi at the Beach, Chapter 2

  1. Aliciamom says:

    mmmmmmmmm….wonderful build up.

  2. Cheryl says:

    Oh, my, yes, Naughty Mommy! You know I LOVE the seduction! Something tells me Eve is starting to see her daughters in a different light, too.

  3. DaughterLover says:

    One of the early lines “Such sweet young bodies, utterly irresistible.” had me trembling, and it only got better from there 🙂 I’d go to the beach today, but it’s too cold 🙁

  4. kimberly says:

    Yes I agree, I really enjoy a nice buildup and I we had Bambi going down on her Mom to take a little of the edge off till the next chapter comes.

  5. Tray21 says:

    You know I loved it, but you know some people always want more(me), I can’t wait until Bambi to get some tribbing action with Gwen because she needs it so much, I feel for her the most because she knows what she wants and just can’t get yet. Please update before next Sunday(just asking)

  6. Count says:

    Love the build up though I don’t normally read or write much lez fiction. I find this bit of Ff and ff quite sensual. The subtle seductions by gaze, scent and dialogue is erotic. Would like to see a development where the 2 adult moms do one of the girls in a slightly rough threesome with lots of tribbing and forced cunnilingus. Good story…keep going please.

  7. drew says:

    lovely! can’t wait for the next chapter(s)!

  8. PoppaBear says:

    As somebody somewhere once sang, Naughty Mommy, “Nobody does it better!”

  9. lilsexyone says:

    Lovely…… Beautiful seduction is coming I can just tell MMMMMM cant wait for more chapters

  10. Evan says:

    very beautiful… love it when a mom is seduced… can’t wait to read more!!

  11. JetBoy says:

    A superb second chapter, my friend. The wait for Part Three will be blissful agony…

  12. Pam says:

    Love the way you write. The story line is tantalizing and I simply can’t wait to read the next chapter. Hooray for incest, nothing is more beautiful than the love between a mother and her daughter (and I guess the daughter’s friends, too).

  13. Jennifer says:

    I love your style, and i really enjoy all of your stories, please keep it up, i can’t wait reading more about Angela and Bambi!

  14. Thank you, Jennifer, and Pam, and everyone else. Another chapter is on the way soon!

  15. Terri says:

    NM, your build ups are what set you apart from the run-of-the-mill writers…as a matter of fact, if there was a hall of fame for such a thing, you would be there along with your co-horts, Cheryl & Jetboy….that’s why this site is so exciting to me and so many others as well…so glad it has brought folks like PoppaClyde back into the fold, welcome back my old friend!!!…waiting with a very wet pussy for the next segment, sans panties, as always!!!!
    Kitty kisses,

    TLez (Terri)

  16. Thanks, Terri dearest. Coming from a connoisseur such as yourself, that means a lot!! 😉

    It’s funny, though, sometimes I wonder if readers really do want to put up with my long extended buildups, all the descriptions of the places my characters go and the things they see and the clothes they’re wearing and so on. But I just can’t help it. That’s the way I like to write. Most of the time anyway. In a couple days I’m going to post a new quickie story I just did that has NO buildup at all. Just nasty dirty sex, hee-hee.

  17. Aliciamom says:

    Don’t change a thing!

  18. john says:

    HI Great story ;; I must say I am not a big reader of les stories but for some reason I started on this .. I am addicted it is ..terrific or should I say this story of YOURS is something else ..
    I was disappointed at the end of chapter 3 NO chapter 4 yet .. I will Look for chapter .. in all your writings only the best from this grateful senior .. JOHN

  19. Hi, John, and welcome to Juicy Secrets. I’m glad to hear you’re enjoying the story. Chapter 4 will be up in a few days… sorry to make you wait, but I can only write so fast! 😉

  20. MrStrut says:

    Your attention to detail and descriptions of the girls and what they wear is very titillating! On to the next chapter.

  21. Danny says:

    Loving the very slow build up and yet the completely casual nature with which you have your 10 year old daughter eat out your pussy when you’re horny. Such a wonderful mother daughter relationship; can’t wait for Eve to feel comfortable enough to see her own daughters as sexual beings and start desiring their touch.

  22. writerz01 says:

    Wonderful build up to the next chapter. Sensual and sexy.

  23. sue says:

    So wonderfully told.

    • Captain Midnight says:

      For me, the best part so far is Paige getting Bambi and Gwen to help her sculpt . Maybe she will do more artwork as the series goes on.

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